At this moment, whether in the eyes of Lu Tianxing or Tang Da, only a thick killing intent remained.
At this moment, the thoughts within the minds of both were identical: to utterly destroy the other, leaving them without a burial place, with absolutely no mercy, for if they did, the one who ended up dead might be oneself.
"Bang!"
Their fists collided fiercely, like the drums of two armies clashing, producing a dull and startling sound. The ground beneath their feet exploded in an instant, turning to dust and dispersing with the force to the surroundings.
Tang Da was directly knocked back a step by the punch, feeling a numb sensation in his arm, as if it became suddenly insensible, his face flushed crimson, and his heart was filled with inexplicable horror: "This... how is this possible? I couldn't withstand my full-force punch against him. How is this possible? It's impossible."
